Dirty, filthy, erotic thoughts soared through my brain as I sat at the dining table, sitting across from Persephone and Hades, with Luka and Samael on either side of me. Jack would be proud of the images and different scenarios running through my head. Thoughts of Samael sucking Luka off, while Luka went down on me, devouring my juices, of Samael fucking Luka, while Luka fucked me, of both of them inside of me, taking me together, with just a thin layer of my skin separating them.
Luka nudges me on my side, causing me to look over and glare at them."Persephone was just asking how you were getting on at school," Luka whispers."Sorry, this food is amazing; I was just in a blissful daze, enjoying the tantalizing flavors of this meal," I reply to Persephone.Her face lights up with a smile; I know she spent most of the day preparing this meal, "No worries at all, Katrina, I am glad you're enjoying the meal. Sometimes I feel like my efforts are wasted on these men.I glare at my father across the table as Luka leaves the dining room to check on our mate. "What the fuck was that?" I ask my father as the door shuts behind Luka. "DON'T TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME, BOY," Hades yells, his body bursting into blue flames as he ignited with anger, reminding me why he was king of the underworld. My fire burned just as fiercely as his, my anger growing at his audacity to tell me to watch my tone. "YOU INSULT MY MATE AND THEN EXPECT ME TO RESPECT YOU. YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING CLICHE." I yell right back, my flame growing more significant with each word. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Hades asks me, scowling with discontentment. "Everyone knows the story of you and my mother. Everyone knows that Cronus disagreed with your pairing, yet you defied him. Mother isn't your true mate. She is just the woman you chose to fall in love with. Yet you still went against your father. You're a cliche because you're just like him, no matte
I stare straight at Luka as Samael is plunging himself deep inside of me, hitting every crevice, making me cry out with pleasure. I watch as Luka's eyes darken with arousal. I want to see him lose control; I want to watch his face as he orgasms deep inside me, filling me with his seed. Samael grabs my legs, lifting them and hooking my feet around his neck as he plunges deeper inside me, reaching places I couldn't have even dreamed of. "Fuck!" I moan loudly, my walls throbbing against his member, my head turning as I stare into Samael's eyes."You like that, you filthy little slut, you like it when I hit your walls?" He hisses between groans, rapidly thrusting, each stroke long and purposeful as he buries himself entirely inside me before pulling out almost completely, just leaving the tip in there. He grabs my chin, turns my head, and forces me to stare at Luka as he continues to fuck me. "Look at how hard his cock is for you; look at how much he's
I woke up the following day squished in my oversized bed. Katrina had somehow managed to twist almost her entire body onto me. Her legs crossed mine, and her arm was spread across my torso. I haven't looked down, but I suspect I have a drool spot where she's resting her chest. Strung across Katrina's back and sleeping on my stomach is a very long, well-defined arm with a hand resting on my lower abdomen that I am all too aware of. Once again, I recall what happened last night. I was so lost in the moment that I hadn't realized what was happening until it happened, and I enjoyed it too much to have him stop. I've had my cock sucked before by plenty of women, but nothing compared to what Luka did to me last night. It was… fuck. I can't even explain how great it was. I wanted to slip out of bed before they woke up. I don't think I can face Luka so soon. Would he bring up last night? Would Katrina? She seemed to enjoy watching Luka's performance, but what would her r
"Wait, if Luka is the heir to the Kingdom of Tartarus, then why is he a citizen of the Earth Kingdom?" I ask Miles, puzzled by this new information he just dropped. "Because Tartarus isn't recognized as a Kingdom. Once he is announced as Katrina's fifth mate, he can claim the throne of Tartarus." Miles replies as if this is something I should know. "But isn't Tartarus just a jail for demons and fallen angels? What else is there to do there besides be a jail keeper?" I ask, a scowl appearing on my face. "Fuck, Beckett." Samael growls at me, "Do you so have to be so fucking ignorant about everything?" I glare at him from across the room. I want to resume wailing on him, but I know. That'll cause a fight amongst us all, and I don't know if the academy could handle that. I don't know what went down in the underworld while Katrina and Samael were visiting, but he needs to figure his shit out and readjust his attitude. "Does it matter what
As Beckett left the room, a loud thud sounded behind me. Turning toward the noise, I can see that the sound came from Samael slamming his fist against the wall. What the fuck was going on with him? He never acted this way, and he seemed more upset with Beckett than he should have been. It seemed like not only was he being protective over Katrina but also over Luka too, but no, that couldn't be it. Samael barely knows Luka. He's had him as a teacher for a year, and I'm sure they've run into each other a time or two at events Samael's parents have hosted, but I didn't think they were friends. I made a mental note to inquire about that further when I next saw Luka. I needed to find out what was going on with my boys and how I could fix it before this shit storm that was brewing unraveled."Samael!" Katrina cried, pulling herself from Aphelion's arms, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She scolded him. "Trying not to find Beckett and take my anger out on his f
As much as I wanted to track Beckett down and beat some sense into him, I had to respect Katrina's decision in letting him have some time. Hopefully, the fool came to his senses soon; we will need everyone to be on the same page if we will succeed in our plan of winning over the council. As I fly down to the underworld once again this weekend, I try to keep my thoughts away from Luka. I don't want to think of how angry it made me when Beckett mentioned Luka's name in disgust. I don't want to think of how my heart rate accelerated when Katrina mentioned lying in bed with Luka and how my thoughts strayed to me laying in bed with them, the three of us entangled in the sheets in nothing but our birthday suits, panting breathlessly after we'd taken pleasure from each other's bodies. I don't want to mention that even now, almost twelve hours later, I still thought about how his lips felt against me and how I hoped it wasn't just a one-time thing. I especially didn't want to tal
I am not too concerned about the Beckett-Katrina issue. I know that they'll resolve their issues on their own time. I hope their own time is soon, especially since my father has turned his interest toward our little mate. After Beckett left, Samael exploded, which is not like his nature. I'm not sure what happened in the underworld, but whatever's going on, hopefully, he can figure that out. Right now really isn't the time for us to be falling apart. As soon as I hastily retreat from our dormitory, leaving Katrina alone with Miles, I head toward Hermes' office to schedule our meeting with my father and his council. On the way there, I can't help but recall the events this weekend as I try to find any way possible to prolong this meeting even further. *******************Three Days Ago***************************As I walked through the golden gates of the sky kingdom, I grimaced at the sight of Hilda sitting on the throne in front of my mother He
"You don't have to go with me," I tell Samael for what feels like the millionth time today as I gather the last of the supplies needed for my trip to Tartarus. "Katrina would never forgive me if something happened to you down there," Samael replies gruffly, not taking his gaze away from a sphere he's supposedly entranced with. "Ah, Katrina," I replied, rolling my eyes as I zipped up my bag before throwing it on my shoulders. Samael is acting weird towards me today, I know I may have moved too quickly last night with him, but I couldn't help myself. I felt this magnetic force of attraction toward him. At that moment, I wanted him as much as I wanted Katrina. Fuck I still want the both of them, and in more intense ways than the vanilla shit, we did yesterday. I tried to make shit less awkward between us by joking with him about last night, but I may have gone a little too far with my joke, ya know, something about fucking my ass instead of Katrina's next time, but hey,